Date: Wed, 30 Sep 2009 22:28:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Smith <hunkmagnet07@yahoo.com>
Subject: Swimming With Ryan

OK reader I had three dreams last night and I want to know which one I
should develop. All three could go places but you let me know. They are all
about this guy I am in school with. His name is Ryan Turner and mine is
James Smith.



Swimming with Ryan


I got into the pool like any other Saturday; the school was empty, as was
the pool. I walked over to the pool and stripped down, I got down to my
thong and decided to swim nude. So with one swift motion off went my thong
and in the pool I was.

I was swimming having a good time when a group of guys walked into the pool
area. At first they didn't notice me or my pile of clothes. So they jumped
in fully clothed. And when they came up they caught me trying to get out of
the pool. My bare ass right in the air, they all started to harass me. All
of them saying crude things and asking me why I would swim nude. And with
that I stopped got back in the pool.  I turned to look at them and right in
the middle was Ryan. For the love of God he looked amazing. With his white
shirt clinging to his abs and he light brown hair slid back out of his
face, I was instantly hard.

When Ryan saw me he said, "What are you doing this is our pool and you are
swimming nude??"

I don't think so, why are you swimming nude??

I just swam over to him and said "because I was waiting on you baby".

When I got to him he was bulging in his jeans.

I looked down and said, "From the looks of things I think you are enjoying
the view. Now why would the captain of the baseball team be hard at the
site of the chorus member?"

He was speechless, so I took that as an opportunity to go further, and with
that I slide my hand down his pants. As I did he started to freak out and
was like "What the fuck I'm not gay."  And when he looked for his friends
they were gone.  So I undid his pants and had them off before he even
noticed. When he did notice what I was doing his tighty whities were being
taken off and he was left with only his shirt. I started to take it off
when he grabbed me real hard and said, "Not here."

So Ryan picked me up carried me out of the pool leaving his clothes and
mine behind. Little did we know that close behind us were his friends with
a video camera. We got in his car and drove to his house. It was 20 minutes
away and the car ride was silent.

When we got there, he got out and came around to me and carried me into his
house to his bedroom. Come to find out he lived alone off his inheritance,
after his parents died last year, he was emancipated. So when we got to his
bedroom he laid me across his bed and took off his shirt which was now
somewhat dry. Just watching him I grew hard again, and when he crawled onto
the bed on top of me it happened........